Kacha
This forest has been a second mother to me, for here I have been born again. My love for it shall never dwindle.
Devayani
When you had driven the cattle to graze on the lawn, yonder banyan tree spread a hospitable shade for your tired limbs against the mid-day heat.
Kacha
I bow to thee, Lord of the Forest! Remember me, when under thy shade other students chant their lessons to an accompaniment of bees humming and leaves rustling.
Devayani
And do not forget our Venumati, whose swift water is one stream of singing love.
Kacha
I shall ever remember her, the dear companion of my exile, who, like a busy village girl, smiles on her errand of ceaseless service and croons a simple song.